My Lament

NO CHIARO/NO SCURO

Rain
Cascades from my mind’s slant roof
Each thought puddles one into the other.
Time interspersed
Follows patterns
/Design in space/
While I contemplate
The values of gray.

Copyright 2012 http://www.anotherthousandwords.wordpress.com

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